I- I ship this and I don’t even know how this is gonna go down…
Someone is just sitting behind their computer trying to trip me up and thinking of all the crakiest pairings from Mirai Nikki for me to try to write aren’t they? lol
Now I feel like I have to preface that I’m lazy, so this is gonna be set in the third world between third world Yomotsu and third world Minene. She is conveniently free since second world her is with third world Nishijima after all… lol
Why did no one else seem to see just how much this city needed him? The streets cried out with a need for JUSTICE and Yomotsu Hirasaka was just the man to serve it to them. Yes, there was no one better suited for this task than he was. Donning his ‘heroic’ costume and with everything he’d learned from his many great heroes, he would swiftly clean up these dirty city streets.
He jumped out of an alleyway and struck a rather, in his opinion, dashing and heroic pose, just before he heard the sound of an explosion not too terribly far off. “My justice is needed!” He shouted aloud as the dashed in the direction he’d heard the explosion come from.
Meanwhile, not too far away. Minene Uryuu sprinted away from the building she’d just blown to pieces. She grinned, rather proud of her own work as she glanced over her shoulder to make sure those annoying cops weren’t tailing her. She turned to face forward when she spotted, a little too late, the biggest freak she’d ever seen in her life heading straight for her. She tried her best to turn and avoid him, but they collided.
“Watch it!” She shouted, trying to scramble back to her feet as quickly as she could.
“Hold it right there!!!” The strange freak in the bizarre getup shouted. “You’re quite the suspicious person, running away from that explosion!!”
First she could hardly believe her eyes, now she could hardly believe her ears. Was this guy for real? She tried not to get too caught up in wondering what was wrong with this guy; she had places to be and cops to escape. Unfortunately for her, the guy grabbed onto her arm with a surprisingly tight grip and pushed her back to the ground she’d just gotten up from.
“Get off!!!” She struggled. She was hardly in the mood to put up with this crap.
“More and more suspicious by the second!!” Yomotsu announced to her, planting himself on top of her to trap her more properly.
“You’re the one dressed like that!! If anyone’s suspicious, it’s you! Now let me GO!” Minene tried to struggle out from his grip, but it didn’t seem to do her any good. The last thing she wanted was to be caught like this. That would just be embarrassing!
“Don’t try to twist this around! I’m clearly a vigilante of justice!!!” Yomotsu said, leaning his face close to the culprit’s. Well, leaning where a face should have been in closer. From Minene’s point of view it was just a weird red target getting way too close.
This guy’s chest was actually starting to press down on hers. She felt her face turn red, a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and mostly frustration brewing inside her. She wriggled her arm as much as she could until she finally managed to free it from his grasp, promptly punching him as hard as she could in the face.
Yomotsu was surprised by the sudden assault and loosened his grip just enough for Minene to get herself free and make a break for it. He listened to her footsteps growing more and more distant as the culprit, or at least who he assumed to be the culprit escaped.
Yomotsu was more than a little disappointed in himself for letting her get away so easily. Still, he couldn’t help but think that she was quite the woman. Was she destined to be his mortal adversary? He rubbed the side of his face through his mask where she’d landed that punch on him. Too bad too. If she turned to the side of justice, he could really fall for a girl like her.
I did my best! orz
Did I ever mention that I really love Twelfth? Because I fucking love Twelfth.
12th- “I came to check up on you again.”
3rd- “Don’t you have anything better to do?”
Because Justice is, well, y’know… BL1ND.
You can’t tell me that Toph and Terezi wouldn’t make the most badass, most fundamentally just team this side of Paradox Space. Were they not from entirely different realities, I’d place the blame solely on Miss Pyrope for Toph’s choice of law enforcement as a career path.
Pencil and watercolor.
God, I need to go to bed.
Sorry. You forgot the BEST advocate for blind justice.